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WANT THANK FOR NEW FRIENDS AND FOOD. GONNA MAKE SURE NO NECROMANCY SO FOOD STILL GROW. MADE BACK SAFE. BYE FRIENDS CHARLY

Tim are you having a stroke?

I would say I'm running out of patience, but I'm just getting started. Every day you keep the bone from me more will suffer. More will die. My sickness grows and my body becomes stronger. Ask your friends about my little pets. Soon enough maybe you'll see some familiar faces. BRING ME WHAT YOU...

Sean Metzler to NPC.

Sean Metzler to play Rupert Pyke

Sadeen Moor stands proud this day as the last vestiges of fear and chaos are swept from its streets. Let it be known that the terrorist organization known as the Quiet Ones have been crushed, and the tattered remains of the 42nd driven from our lands. My eternal gratitude to the brave men and...

Sean Metzler to PC Prolon

Sean Metzler to play Prolon L'ar

Dorgun, I believe you are either forgetting who I am, or are engaging in a jest I don't understand when speaking of the morality of robbing someone of their will. Thank you for the information however. I will make sure the entirety of my nonexistent stock of such things is kept far away...

As we approach the Isles, it has occurred to me that I am not familiar with local law and custom. Is there anyone who is, or who could provide me with documentation of them? It would be most appreciated. Regards, Squire Prolon L'ar Captain of the Valediction Errant Court of Brittington Shaman...

Nai nai nai Childe. I hope you are a wealthy man, as I am not and I take the Magistrate at his word. Leave words behind, a Heirophan's currency is deeds. We shall speak more in person. Dlitel'nyy srok sluzhby i mozhet zvezdy napravlyat' vas, Ria Vladimir Ulionov Dragovich

Here, before you all and the Earth itself I, Ria Vladimir Yulionov Dragovich have take Surion as my Childe. On this day of loss, let us not lose hope. Let us not walk blindly in the darkness. Let us carry the torch proudly into the night and face its horrors. Mozhet zemlya smotret' i...

Know peace now, and lay your head to rest. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste. Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in...